(My thanks goes to Aquagal for giving me the initial idea for this story.) Anne Marie stirred first. She slowly rose from her bed where Greg slept and slipped on a rose colored robe. As she tied it around her waist, she felt a sense of panic. She turned back and saw his form there lying on his back partially covered by the bed sheet. The sight of him in...
I am probably the luckiest man in the world; at the age of 43, most of my dreams and desires have been accomplished. I have a successful business and a beautiful, loving submissive slut wife. Annie is 28 years old and is blessed with a gorgeous body that turns men's heads wherever we go. She exudes sexuality and will go to any lengths to please me. During o...
Paige woke up and realized that she had fallen asleep on him. The tv was still on and Sully was sleeping beside her on the bed. It was the second night in a row that they had fallen asleep together. She grabbed the remote and clicked the tv off, waking him up. Paige settled back on the bed moving closer to him, resting her head on his chest. "Sorry I woke yo...
The bed behind the woman is not the focal point, but it is within Hunter's line of vision, and its presence works on his subconscious, reassuring him, telling him that he can touch her body, even love her body, if he wants to. The solid, sturdy bed in the background, with the still-warm and rumpled sheets lends an element of reality to the image before him,...
I wake up in bed alone. I look at the clock only to see it is 4 pm. I obviously needed the rest. I stretch and slip out of bed. I open the drawer we use for my things when I visit. I pull out my running shorts, jog bra, tank top, and socks. I get dressed, clip on my iPod and walk out the door. I step outside and notice your truck still in your parking spac...
It has been so long since any one last caressed me purposefully, with that dark glint in their eyes, that look that says they know exactly what they want to do to you and they're almost 100% certain that you wont say no. Gods! How I missed that look. It's been so long since anyone has even looked at me with anything other than contempt in their eyes. You k...
They may appear mechanical at first, as they wake with jerky movements. But they are not mechanical, they are sentient. They are human. And they worship their Princess. The jerky movements are involuntary, the result of the strange process by which they are alerted to the dawn. The Princess does not like to be woken by loud or sudden noises so she has no al...
I was born in a middle class family where cash was always short of requirements and married to a man who said he was working as property dealer but did not earn a dime so my demand of all luxuries of life were unfulfilled. I also longed for gold, good perfumes, good dresses but then money was not there. My father in law although not rich could make a house...
It was about 3:00 in the afternoon and Sara had no idea what she was going to make for dinner. She'd been writing all day, in a nice writer's trance, but Andy would be home by six and he'd be hungry. In general, she thought being in charge of cooking was a good trade-off for not getting an office job, but some days it seemed like an odious chore. Downstairs,...
Simone slammed the passenger door shut. The whole car shook and she hissed. She was standing outside the Hollywood mansion, surrounded by fancy cars. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders, curled just right. She was wearing a tiny white jean skirt with a tank top. The tank top said 'Wet Dream' on it and she loved the looks she got as she wandered aro...